"When you enter a place, scan around the room to see who's looking at you."
"God. Why?" I said.
"People could want to hurt you."
I took a drink a beer and dazed off into the dance floor where my eyes were safe from making a connection with someone else and inviting more advise. Seldom I would make sly glances at the tall boy leaning against the bar. I had went on a date with his roommate but I was interested in this tall one. I thought he looked 'mathematical'.
I would catch him looking at me with sly eyes also.
I took another drink of my beer. It was dark, thin in consistency, and tasted like having a full stomach of pancakes.